Even I struggle to comprehend my inner urges. But when the urge to put pants on a snake consumes me, I am but a slave to my own inner turmoil.
But why would you team up with Elton John and Kanye West to write a country song about feet fetishes?
I've granted your wish and booked you a flight on Dragonair, a budget flying service owned and operated exclusively by dragons!
The flight leaves ATL Hartsfield-Jackson International airport at 5:45am and arrives in Des Moines, Iowa at 9:45 am. I've booked you a wonderful seat in economy...
<Murichurado steps back, his face looking like it'd been scribbled over with red crayon. >
I-I'm so sorry, I wasn't looking where I was going, and-
<Murichurado cocks his head as the rabbit appears to not be listening at all, instead wiping up the floor with a mop. >
Funny, you'd think...
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